He bowed Himself under the cross,
Became the Servant of man.
He freely suffered there for us,
He took our punishment there.
There are no words for the love He showed,
On Calvary He died alone.

The cross where Jesus gave His life,
It is my glory and my honor.
The cross, the token of God’s perfect love,
Will always be my story and my song.

The cross was risen for the world,
So lost in darkness and shame.
The Son of God became the One,
To bear the burden of man.
Now I can see Him through tears of joy,
He loves me, and He took my place.

The cross where Jesus gave His life,
It is my glory and my honor.
The cross, the token of God’s perfect love,
Will always be my story and my song.

Will always be my story,
It will be the only story,
Will always be my story and my song.

Words and Music by Pelle Karlsson 1981